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Jon Krook, M.D.
When I first met Dr. Krook, I thought...hey, are you old enough to operate on me? But, he quickly made me realize he knew what he was doing. He was very knowledgeable and made sure all my questions were answered. He made me realize that he was quite capable of taking care of me on the operating table. Overall, i wouldn't change who I had do my surgery. He did wonderful, and he helped me to gain a new life, essentially!
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  • Dogs - Little Harley thinks he rules the roost. Well...he actually might!
  • Dancing - Bellydancing, anyone?
  • Billiards & Pool - I suck at it, but love playing!
  • Movies - Love most types!!!
  • Music - LOVE it all, but country
  • Fashion - Oh to be a high paid personal shopper!!!
  • Tattoo - Addictive....have two. Will work for more.
  • Hockey - U of MN Golden Gopher's KICK ASS!
  • Cosmetics - Can you say MAC whore???
  • Body Piercings - Use to have many...now only the industrial, due to my job.

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  • Comment by Chelle on 10/12/06 6:01 pm
    Hi Stace! I hope you're feelin' better soon babycakes... :-) BIGGGGGGG HUGGGGGS go out to you!!!! ~~Chelle~~
  • Comment by Supergulp on 10/12/06 8:52 am
    Hey Stacey, Get Better SOOOOOOOON. I had Heard You were Full of IT,But Now We Know........LOl Get Better Soon Tom
  • Comment by sngglnclos on 12/20/05 8:26 am
    Hi Stacey! Good luck! Don't forget you have a great support network here and ask ANYTHING. Everyone is willing to pay it forward! xoxoxo
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I am 33 years old. I started researching WLS about 3 years ago. I kept going back and forth in my decision making process...but after many successful attempts at weight loss, and even more successful attempts at gaining, I knew I had to do it.

I work as a software consultant and travel for my job 100% of the time. It is frustrating and sometimes hard to deal with when the person who is to sit next to me on the plane makes the face when he/she realizes they are sitting next to me. I've actually had a flight attendant move me and 3 others around so that I could sit by myself...with the fat belt. But hopefully...soon, those will be things of the past.
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My Story

Well....some of the issues I mentioned in my intro are a thing of the past.  Some things are just....different.  

I had surgery in December of 2005.  My highest weight was 328.  My weight on the day of surgery was 291.  I was 5 feet, 4 inches tall.  I was HEFTY.  

Things went fairly well after surgery, in regards to my weight.  I lost weight quickly.  I became a clothes demon.  It was so amazing to be able to shop for "normal" sized clothes.  Things didn't go quite as smoothly with my marriage.  I think the surgery was that final straw.  We ended up splitting in 2006.  

Then I met Jeff.  Jeff also had surgery.  I met him through this board.  It was so different to have someone who knew EXACTLY what I had gone through.  Not just with my surgery, but with being fat and all the issues that go with that.  

In October of 2006, I ended up in the ER in Richmond, Virginia.  Turns out, I had an intestinal blockage.  They admitted me, they hydrated me...and the blockage passed.  They let me go, with a referral to a urologist.  See, when they did the CT scan to find the blockage, they also found a mass on my kidney.  

I pushed people away at that point.  I was certain that I was destined to die.  Here, I'd lived so much of my life as the bigger person, and now that I was small...it was almost certain that the mass on my kidney was cancerous.  

In November of 2006, I was scheduled to go to National Institute of Health, to be part of a study for the mass on my kidney.  My cousins had also had kidney cancer and had a gene that was being linked to renal carcinoma.  Monday, November 13, I was on my way to O'Hare.  And sicker than a dog.  My stomach hurt so bad.  Jeff took me to Alexian Medical Brothers in Elk Grove Village, IL.  He said they had the best team of bariatric surgeons.  I was again diagnosed with an intestinal blockage.  This time, I had to have surgery.  Turns out, I had a herniated intestine.  That was fixed, but a small hole in my intestine was missed.  I ended up with an infection.  All in all, I was in the hospital for 15 days (too the tune of $93,000).  I was released from the hospital with IV antibiotics....and some drains.  It was GROSS.  

Fast forward to January 2007.  I had my kidney out.  It turns out that instead of a 5 cm tumor, I had two tumors, one 3 cm and one that was 7 cm.  Cancerous, too.  The kidney was removed through an open nephrectomy, so as not to upset my intestines at all with a laprascopic adventure.  I had 8 lymph nodes and one adrenal gland removed as well, and tested.  NO CANCER in those.  I have to do periodic checkups, but all is looking good.  YAY.

Where am I at today?  I dropped down to 147 pounds at one point, after being sick.  But, wouldn't you know...I am back up to the exact spot that I was when I went into the hospital back in November.  I am at 177.  But things fit me differently now.  Or maybe it is hard for me to take that weight, cuz I went below and now I am back.  I just know that I see myself as huge again.  I am seeking a counselor to help me with this, and am trying to watch what I eat, and what I do, physically.  

Jeff and I got a dog.  His name is Harley.  We really love him.  Jeff is great.  We are living in Streamwood.  I am working downtown Chicago.  I don't have to travel.  Things are good.  Very good.

Do I regret the surgery?  Hell no.  Do I hate that I still don't like my looks after losing 151 pounds?  For sure.  But I am working on that.  

Take care, you's guys.  (Trying to take up that Chicago accent)